I only sleep so that I can dream of you.

My shirt smells bad,
My socks are wet.
I stand on my porch,
Covered in sweat.

My headphones in,
Music blaring.
I slip off the shoes,
That I am wearing.

It's time to relax,
I'm done with my run.
I don't think I'll do that again,
It wasn't fun.

You're the only star I can see through my telescope.

We are the few,
We are the hidden.
We speak the unspoken,
We are the unbroken.

We follow none,
We have free will.
We do what's right,
We are the light.

We speak out for others,
We say only the truth.
We believe in one nation,
We right our own narration.

Change your mind,
And change the world.
Let your thoughts,
Be unfurled.

Forget about society,
And remember your heart.
Today is the day,
The revolution starts.

For all it takes,
To start a movement.
Is a single person,
Making a good improvement.

We all have our little problems,
A trouble or two.
But I seemed to have miss yours,
There's nothing wrong with you.

It's not that your perfect,
For no one can be.
But I've chosen to look past that,
Your flaws I can no longer see.

To yourself you have flaws,
You wish you could fix.
But to me there what makes you,
So different for other chicks.

I look out my window,
And what to my surprise.
It's raining outside,
Water coming from the sky.

First a drop or two,
Then buckets at a time.
The water pours down,
It's as it hits its prime.

I listen to the drops,
As they hit the glass.
I can already smell,
The dew on the grass.

I slowly drift off,
As I watch the rain.
Into my head,
My thoughts not in vain.

I think of my life,
And all I have done.
My life like the sky,
Absent of the sun.

I know I said,
That I had to sleep,
But your on my mind,
And my hearts in a heap.

I'm wide awake,
My thoughts set on you.
I love your smile,
And your laugh too.

So I guess I'll stay,
Awake this night.
But it's because of you,
So that's alright.

You




















































Me

I'm a pen with no paper,
I have so much to say.
All my ink stored inside,
It'll get out someday.

I'm just waiting to find,
The right piece of paper.
To pour out my ink,
In a beautiful taper.

Will you be my paper,
Will you hold my ink?
If you say yes,
I'm telling all that I think.

I'll spill out my soul,
I'll give you my heart.
So please be my paper,
Please be my missing part.

Do you really want me,
Or just someone to call your own?
Because I want you bad,
And I hope thats shown.

You keep asking,
To make things "official".
But this relationship,
Is starting to feel superficial.

We are already together,
Isn't that enough.
I don't want to announce it to the world,
I hate that kind stuff.

So I guess I'm saying,
You'll have to choose.
It's me or the title,
One you have to lose.

*We shouldn't measure our love for people by the titles we put on our relationships with them, but by how much we care about them and they care about us.

You say your heart is broken and unfixable, but I have lots of duct tape.

I used to make of people with acne.
Their faces all gross and red.
I never realized how hard it was,
Until I found myself wishing I was dead.

It struck me head on,
Literally right in the face.
I was covered in acne.
From my forehead to base.

I never saw it coming,
It just suddenly appeared.
I was horrified and scared,
It was worse then I feared.

I now understood,
How other people had felt.
I hated myself,
And the hand I has dealt.

But by the grace of the gods,
My acne subsided.
Thanks to my doctor,
And the drugs she provided.

I look much better now,
Than I did at my worst.
And I have a new perspective,
Different then my first.

So next time I see a kid,
With acne galore,
I won't make fun of them,
This I swore.

So you say that I'm a bad kid,
That I'm messing everything up.
But I'm not even doing drugs,
Or drinking beer out of a cup.

I'm just trying my best, I promise.
Why don't you listen to me.
The things I do wrong are nothing,
Compared to most kids I see.

I don't understand why something so little,
As forgetting to take out the trash.
Is as bad to as me smoking ****,
And you finding the ash.

i nevur payed atention in inglish class,
But I'm sure no won wil notice.
ive made it this far with owt any help,
this hole gramur thing is bogus.

We write about love,
And it's ups and downs.
It's all we seem to know.
I know I'm guilty
Of this too,
My poems with surly show.

Forget about love,
Just for a while,
Take your mind off the thought.
Just relax and write,
About something new,
Whether you'd like to or not.

We all need a break,
From the stress of love.
So let's take a short vacation.
Let's wait a bit,
To bring back love,
Hold off it's reincarnation.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
I have no skills or talents.
I'm not even sure,
Why I'm on this earth,
I just upset the balance.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
No one understands why I hide.
I don't want to be found,
Especially by you,
You're the one who lied.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
I'm not looking to stand out.
I don't want trophy,
Or a special award,
That's not what I'm about.

Call me Nemo
For I am a nobody.
It's time I tell my tale.
I've never like,
This world we've build,
It's certainly bound to fail.

Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness.*

Well at least I have two of the three...

I close my eyes,
Yet I still see you.
You're burned into my mind,
Branded in my thoughts.

I plug my ears,
But still hear your voice.
It plays in my head,
Like a CD set on repeat.

I cover my nose,
I can still smell your perfume.
It's sweet and wonderful,
Just like you.

I close my mouth,
Yet is till can taste your kiss.
So soft and loving,
Like nothing I've ever known.

You're imprinted on me,
I'll never forget.
You're all I know,
You're all I can remember.

I climb the mountain,
To prove a point,
Not to you,
Or to them,
But to myself.
I already know,
You think I can't.
So why should I care,
What you think.
I'm the one climbing,
Not you.

It's impossible you say,
Maybe for you.
Not for me.

No mountain is to high,
To steep,
To dangerous,
To challenging,
Not for me.

*You say it can't be done,
I say not with that attitude.

As the sunsets,
And ends this day,
I ask myself,
Why things didn't go my way?

What did I do,
To deserve this hurt?
My wounds reopened,
Rubbed in with dirt.

I feel the sting,
Inside my chest.
My hearts on fire,
No time to rest.

But I must sleep,
I must proceed.
For tomorrow is a a new day,
A new day to achieve.

So I close my eyes,
Forget the pain.
I open my window,
And fall asleep to the rain.

What is this sickness,
I carry inside,
It is called procrastination.
I caught the disease,
A few years a go,
From school and isolation.

I choose to do nothing,
I forget about things,
I could care less if they are finished.
This is my life now,
I slowly waste away,
And my hope is completely diminished.

So who cares what happens,
I'm ******* no matter what,
So there's no point to even trying.
So I guess I'm giving up,
On the things I need,
That's what I'm implying.

I'll write this poem tomorrow...

My sail is broken,
The waves to high,
My will is slowly dying.
I can't hold out,
The storm's to strong,
I've given up on trying.

I look at the sea,
The water so blue,
But I know the evil it holds.
It temps you so,
To dive right in,
But I tell you it's a fools gold.

I say my prayers,
And final goodbyes,
I know my fate is sealed.
I'm going down with my ship,
I've forgiven myself,
I think I'm finally healed.

The bow dips below,
The water so cold,
And I close my eyes and smile.
My time is up,
I'm ready to die,
Prepared for my final trial.

We sit on this earth,
Not for reason or cause.
We are here to live,
Even with our flaws.

Go into the world,
Get out of your head.
Live to be alive,
Don't live to be dead.

So come with me now,
Take my hand if you dare.
I'll show you the world,
And everything out there.

My heart has a lock,
With a missing key.
But It must be opened,
It must be freed.

Can you be my key,
The one to match?
Please open my heart,
Break off this latch.

But I must warn you,
I you you do this for me.
I'll be yours forever,
Bound tight to thee.

Poems don't have to rhyme,
Who cares how they sound.
Rhyming can be so restricting,
That's what I've found.

*Oh wait a minute...

I stand there once again,
And look towards you.
You turn around,
But now I know what to do.
I don't look away,
But give you a wave.
You looked surprised but smile,
That's one success for today.

As I close my eyes,
I slowly smile,
I know what is to be.
My favorite time,
Of all my life,
Dreaming is what sets me free.

Tied down by nothing,
No limits nor end,
Just my own mind.
I am free to dream,
Anything I like,
Myself I look to find.

Can your remember,
That very moment,
When your mind drifts off to sleep.
As you fall into dreams,
And your mind goes black,
Down to the darkness so deep.

Although we may not be able,
To recall this very moment.
We must hold it tight,
And hold it true,
For it is the gate way,
To all that is within you.

My wallet is empty,
And so is my heart.
You took all I had,
I'm falling apart.

You robbed me of more
Than just my cash.
You stole my soul,
And burned it to ash.

So you're not just a thief,
But an arsonist too.
You set my heart on fire,
And burnt it all the way through.

But sadly for you,
I'll rise up again.
Out of ashes,
A phoenix with no end.